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family...they were all shocked and very upset when Reece passed away, which happened in November of 2016.
Reece wasn't as well-trained as Cojack. Cojack had two and a half years of training while Reece only had eight months of training but, from what I was told, the training was pretty extensive. I got Cojack in June of 2017 from the Indiana Canine Assistance Network (ICAN) and his training was done by designated inmates at Indiana prisons. When Cojack saw me getting upset he did this thing called visit where he put his head on my knee to keep it from bouncing...to help me to calm down. Since I had been getting healthier, we had been working on a new thing where he did a low crawl like an Army Soldier. I was teaching him that so I could get him under places, like under an airplane seat. That's the good thing about having such a well-trained dog is that you can continue their training and add additional things that you want them to do as your needs change. For me having been Infantry, him doing a low crawl was pretty cool. He also knew the command of hug, where he would get up on you, and put his head over your head, and basically hug you. If he saw me getting upset, he would keep walking back and forth in front of me until I gave him the command 'hug'.
Both of my 'boys' took good care of me and gave me the chance to get better by encouraging me every day.
Unfortunately, due to environmental restrictions (contract violation) related to my smoking habit, I had to give Cojack up. I truly believe it was due to my PTSD and there’s nothing anyone can say to convince me otherwise because the PTSD is very severe and I enjoy having a cigarette occasionally because it calms my nerves and stress for situations. I don’t want to take the risk of losing another dog again. My current Service Dog in Training is named Wrigley...and I can’t wait for this little miracle to be my buddy. She is a Siberian Husky and is currently in training to
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